Everything is A-Okay

Bella went for her follow-up with the surgeon the other day. What an experience that afternoon was? She had an appointment at the rehab center at 3:15. They knew she was going to the surgeon that afternoon so they took a picture of the wound and measurements so he wouldn't take off her new dressing. Then, they cleaned it all up, repacked it, and dressed it. Her appointment with the surgeon was at 4:00 and right down the hallway. So we just headed on down to the surgeon's office when we were done. We got there at 3:45. We waited...and waited...and waited. Any of you who have toddlers know how much fun it is to wait in a doctor's office for an appointment. In the mean time, Bella pooped and of course I didn't have any of my emergency dressing for her bottom with me. I wasn't planning on being at the doctor that long. Thankfully I had a diaper and wipes though. By 5:00, we finally got back to see the surgeon.

I gave all the paperwork to his nurse, including the picture, thinking we would be in and out of there. RIGHT!! First thing he asked when he came in the room is if she got a balloon. I told him no not yet. Next thing I know, he's blowing up a rubber glove and tying it for her. I'm thinking in my head, "Dude, we just sat in your waiting room for almost an hour and a half and here you are making a stupid balloon out of a glove!" Next, he takes off her new dressing. She only had it on for a couple hours!! He threw it all away, including a piece of silver foam that probably cost us a fortune and that they are using to speed up the healing process. He tells me they are using way too much tape, she's getting irritation (you'll see the humor in this shortly) and that I should just put panties on her to hold it in place. She is not potty trained! She doesn't wear panties!

So he looks at the wound and is pleased at how it is healing. He says she won't have to come back to see him but to continue at the rehab center. Then he slaps a piece of gauze on top of it and adheres it with a piece of tape at least 6 inches long (are you as confused as I was...lol).

That was my exciting afternoon on Tuesday. I think I got a few gray hairs now!! At least we got a good report. Also, they decided at the rehab center that she only has to come every other day now!! Which is great! We are finally on the road to getting our normal life back!! YIPPEE!

Until next time...